[BlueInTheShell]

Finding herself a bit lost for words, Deadwaltz coughed for a moment. Did the Midlanders not realize small jabs at them like that? Or was the milk drinking just an insult rooted in fact? She didn't press further, and Waltz returned Arabella's grin with one of her own, the larger woman rolling her shoulders to keep them from going stiff. "Ah seen you mow down the ankles and shins of ah lot of people. It's why ah was also happy seeing you here. Ah also didn't realize your apprentice was Wisp's lover." She said, grunting and snickering. "Ah hope not. Things is bad enough here. Ah don't like all the work ah can get. Means bad omens. Yah see the people in the South though? Nice enough. Just don't like the weather."

Christoval frowned. It was bad enough he was watching Kastivi get downtrodden on all sides, but his master was driving the nails into her psyche hard enough. Sucking in an excess of air, the boy was gonna try and talk to Wisp when the time came. And hopefully not end up a newt or whatever the rumors were about Dark Mages. All he had heard from them were the peasant rumors, and while Wisp didn't fit the original billing, there was a sliver of him that was inclined to believe the tales. "The moment you can't handle anymore, lemme know. We're a team right now. Training or not we gotta watch each other's backs out here."

It was Deadwaltz herself that spoke up on the Boy's behalf; Christoval opening his mouth, only to shut it when the Barbarian was speaking, her words shouted out towards Percival. "If yah lot are gonna wave your threats around, I'm gonna smack both of you, and then mah feet are gonna be walking with a pair of man-shoes, cause mah feet are gonna be up your ass." Huffing, and scowling, the Barbarian flared her nostrils. "We in monster lands now. Bickering makes monsters happy. Easier to eat us."

Christoval managed to eke out a small response in his own when Waltz had said her fill, giving Percival a look that looked almost as good of a glare as if it had come from Wisp herself. She was growing habits on him. "I can considering working terms, at the very least, sir."

Wisp rubbed her hands together and pondered what exactly was gonna be brought into being so the younger daughter could learn. While she was more than happy just terrifying the girl, she did have some semblance of a heart, and bringing something she could learn from into being was also on her mind. If anything, her patron being summoned into being would be a fitting course of action, if only because Wisp had...Business with it in the first place. "I would start with at least casting your best protections on her then, Arabella. I can't do everything, despite me wishing it were so. And what I'll do will require concentration."

The forest was immense, and more dense than the party anticipated. The well traveled road became more narrow; from a bumbling path that several carriages could travel comfortably together, into something more akin to hiking paths that had been left for nature to reclaim. The bird sung a lovely song in the air; a cacophony of chirps while other critters rustled in the bushes; A squirrel hopping onto the path, only to stop and stare at the oncoming group - Wisp huffing and flaring her nose. "Tree-rats..."